Arad's crooked savior

Now, all parts of the God Realm are illuminated by the warm light of the sun, and everyone is shrouded in the power of hope and the future, including the demon clan's troubled land.

But in some places under the earth, darkness and coldness are still the norm, and can only be illuminated by fog lights.

Ye Lin and the talkative Hazel went down all the way to the cell where Cladis was imprisoned. The former director of the Eye of Mist had dim eyes, no blood on his cheeks, and a thin body like a reed, which would fall down with a breeze.

The room was underground and could not get sunlight. A not very bright lamp was hung on the ceiling. Cladis sat behind a single table, holding a pen and writing something very slowly.

In addition to restricting personal freedom, the Eye of Mist did not have more harsh criticisms on the former director, and tried its best to satisfy him in life and provided him with good treatment.

Hazel whispered, "The God of Mist recently sent down an oracle personally, saying that Cladis's merits and demerits offset each other, and that he would not be held accountable after being relieved of his position as the dean. We in the Eye of Mist are all happy for him."

"But Lord Cladis seemed unable to get over the hurdle in his heart. He remained silent for a long time after hearing the news. After thanking the God of Mist, he still stayed here."

Ye Lin nodded, pushed the door open and walked in. He saw what Cladis was writing at his desk. After a quick glance, he found that the content was very familiar. It was the holy book of the Eye of Mist Cult. He was copying the holy book devoutly.

He greeted Cladis and sat opposite him.

Cladis slowly raised his head, his eyes unfocused. After a while, he gathered some spirit and greeted him in a hoarse voice.

Ye Lin raised his eyebrows. Judging from the state of Cladis, his behavior of copying the holy book just now was almost instinctive, and he copied it without active consciousness.

After sitting down for a while, Ye Lin said to Cladis: "The God of Mist has forgiven your sins. After learning the whole story, the Eye of Mist also expressed understanding for your actions. No one blames you."

During the period of imprisonment, Cladis's hair color gradually turned gray and messy. His handsome face was full of fatigue and numbness, as if he had carried all the suffering in the world.

Cladis looked haggard, his body shook, and he said hoarsely: "Some people died because of my choice, many people..."

The Eye of Mist forgave him, but he could not forgive himself.

"Haha, we've only known each other for a few times. I'm very grateful that you came to see me. Please go back."

Ye Lin sat there and did not leave. Instead, he reached out and picked up the copy paper on the table and said lightly: "I didn't plan to come. You are not important to me. It was Shu Mo who asked me to come to see you."

Shu Mo originally wanted to ask Yue Na for help. I heard that the clergy were very good at relieving emotions, but Ye Lin intercepted her because Yue Na and Cladis had different beliefs.

He was to solve Cladis's problem. As for the reward he asked for, it was a pair of white stockings on Shu Mo's legs and short boots on her feet.

Shu Mo was very confused about this and did not think about it at all. She said that if he wanted to give stockings and shoes to other girls, she could recommend stores to buy the same style or buy new ones.

Ye Lin said no, the new ones did not have that "taste".

"Shu Mo..."

That little, reserved, talkative, and stubborn child...When he first came to Baihai to serve as the land guardian, he was looked down upon by everyone and traveled through all the major forces in Baihai amidst the laughter.

Kladis had many thoughts flashing through his mind, and a complex expression appeared on his pale face. He barely moved his lips, but in the end, he still didn't say anything.

"You said that you give people the feeling that you don't want to live, but you don't really want to die." Ye Lin glanced at the half-eaten bread on another table. The other party was eating.

Hazel, who was standing behind Ye Lin, secretly stuck out his tongue. The master was so straightforward when he came up. He really had a unique style and was becoming more and more admired.

People like Idan of the Eye of Mist, Scriben, the land guardian, and the great elder Lutan had all come. They all advised Kladis to look at things more openly, saying that the main responsibility was not on him, and he was also carrying a heavy burden and moving forward. They said all the words of comfort.

Look at the impatient tone of the master, it seems that he is eager for Cladis to send it in the next second, and then ask the professional team to carry it away and bury it.

Cladis's face twitched a few times, and he lowered his eyes to avoid it. Yes, he was afraid of death, afraid of falling into the bottomless darkness, afraid of eternal sleep after unconsciousness.

People who have not been in close contact with death are far from knowing the horror of death.

Ye Lin threw the copy paper he just picked up on the table casually, then leaned back slightly on the back of the chair, crossed his legs, and sneered:

"What's the use of copying these things you copied, ten times, a hundred times, ten thousand times, what else can it be used for except wasting paper."

Cladis' pale face suddenly lifted up, his eyes widened, and he was angry. This is the holy book of the Eye of Mist, the compilation of the oracle of the God of Mist, it is meaningful, not a "stuff".

"Why are you glaring at me? Even if you copy the Eye of Mist a hundred million times, besides giving yourself a little comfort, can it bring even a penny of comfort to the families you have hurt?" Ye Lin snapped his fingers, and Hazel, who was standing behind him, immediately understood what he meant and took out a thick stack of white paper, about ten centimeters thick, from her cross-body bag.

"Copy it, copy it full, and then burn it. Maybe the dead will forgive you."

Faced with Ye Lin's unceremonious ridicule, Cladis's face became paler and his body trembled slightly in an abnormal posture. Indeed, copying the holy book was just deceiving himself.

Using the content of the holy book to comfort his guilty heart is not only useless to the victims of reality, but also increases the burden of the fog god, who can see his state.

The fog god forgave him, but he did not forgive himself.

Seeing Cladis's expression, Ye Lin waved back, and Hazel very sensibly handed him a bottle of sour fruit herbal tea, which was sold in the shops of Piaomiao Palace. It used to sell for ten yuan a bottle. With the dismantling of the Liyun Chamber of Commerce, the resources are no longer monopolized, and now the price has dropped by two yuan.

Ye Lin unscrewed the lid and took a sip of the sour and sweet drink, and then scolded Cladis without any politeness, accusing him of being greedy for life and afraid of death, accusing him of avoiding reality, accusing him of living in his own dream, and it would be better to die.

Coward!

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At some point, Yidan and Shumo also quietly approached the cell, hiding in a place where Cladis could not see, listening to Ye Lin's eloquence.

"My swearing skills seem to be very ordinary, just pure words without emotion. I'll learn from Natalia when I have time. She is good at making people angry." After a while, Ye Lin muttered to himself.

After a while, Ye Lin handed the half-drunk sour fruit tea to Hazel, using her as a little follower, and said lightly:

"So, I give you two suggestions. First, either die quickly, don't be depressed and confused all day, feel guilty, and can't create value."

Dang~

A well-sealed crystal bottle was thrown on the table, and some unknown black liquid was shaking in it, like ink, and it gave people a very dangerous feeling.

"This is the black heart blood of a monster, extremely poisonous, and it kills people with blood. After drinking it, even the fog god can't save you."

Ye Lin stretched his hand back, Hazel blinked, paused for a moment, and put his chin in his palm.

"Why are you being so cute~ Give me that information."

"Oh~"

Hazel puffed her cheeks, then opened her bag and took out another stack of papers, which were information files with full contents, and placed them on Cladis's desk.

"Whichever you choose, be decisive. Don't let me, Shumo, and the entire Eye of Mist look down on you. Hazel, let's go."

Ye Lin didn't even look at Cladis again, and left the room with Hazel. He gave Yidan and Shumo a look and went upstairs.

…………

In front of Cladis was a file of the victims, their home addresses, and the information of their family members.

He understood what Ye Lin meant. Copying the contents of the holy book ten thousand times here was not as good as visiting these families once.

Since he was still alive, he could still do something for the unfortunate.

Cladis was silent for a long time, and then he came back to his senses and slowly grabbed the stack of information. At the same time, the crystal bottle carrying the poison quickly became glittering.